A/N: Soo, this is something I've been dying to write for the longest time. I've obsessed over this, it's absolutely ridiculous.
I love it though! (:
I put it on fanfic for Jasmine, because she whines. xP
Uhh..

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of InuYasha, blah, blah, blah. (:

oOo

"Kagura.." The deep, menacing voice sent chills down her spine. She risked a quick glance up from her kneeling position. She didn't dare speak, "Go with Kohaku. Make sure he is unharmed.."

Of course. It figured that was all he wanted of her. She had become something of a bodyguard ever since the resurrected Taijiya became part of their group. Coincidentally, she had become HIS bodyguard. She accompanied him wherever he went, flying overhead, fan open and ready to send someone to their death with just a flick of her wrist.

When he turned his back to her, the wind sorceress knew he was done speaking to her. She waited a moment before raising, scarlet eyes burning into the back of her master's head. She noticed how tired he looked, how his hair wasn't as silky as it had been before. He had been weakened. His temper was much shorter as well.

Kagura hurried out of the darkened room before he could say anything or carry out unnecessary punishment upon her. Once she was safely down the hall, she sighed, hand grasping her fan. Now, time to find the pathetic soul..

The wind sorceress found him in the courtyard of the castle, kusarigama in hand. The longer half of his chain was wrapped around his fist as he swung the kusarigama above his head. Kagura leaned against a wooden post, carefully examining the Taijiya. His eyes were focused on a small clay cup a distance away from him. Suddenly, he launched the blade at the cup, cleaning slicing it in two, down the middle. He yanked back on the chain wrapped around his fist and the blade shot back into his hand.

She heard a soft sigh escape his lips and raised a brow, curiously. That was no ordinary sigh, "Yo.." Kohaku didn't turn around. He heard her coming from within the castle.

"So, when are we leaving?" There was a certain bitterness in the boy's usually monotonous voice that uncharacteristically concerned the incarnation. She stared at him for a moment before shaking the feeling off, disgusted with herself.

"Right now.."

"I see.. He is forcing you to come with me," It was more of a statement than anything and it puzzled her. Was he saddened? She couldn't tell, "and you are unhappy with it."

"Look, kid--"

"Let's just go and get this over with.." He interrupted, slipping his kusarigama under his obi. Kagura watched him as he pulled his gas mask from the cup on his shoulder. He seemed to fumble with the strings around the back of his head and was greatly startled as the usually cold incarnation stepped behind him and secured his mask.

"I don't mind watching over you.. You and I are trying to achieve the same goal. I'm going to do what is within my power to protect you." Kohaku turned to face her, his chocolate brown eyes meeting her scarlet hues. Though he wasn't sure she could tell, he smiled. She was aware of it. She saw it in his eyes.

"But he usually orders you to protect me anyway." Was he mocking her? Her eyes narrowed, she saw the playfulness in his eyes, and laced within his words. She was unused to the slight wrinkle at the corners of his usually dejected eyes. She wasn't sure how to response, "So, if he ordered you to kill me.. Would you?"

"No." She responded without hesitation.

"That is reassuring."

"You doubted me?"

"Well, can you blame me?"

"I suppose not.."